Chapter 38

“I know. But at least one of us has the guts to try to thwart Queen Vivian’s regime.”

“Do you think life will ever get back to normal?”

She let out a faint snort. “I don’t think you’ll enjoy my answer.”

“You’re probably right.”

“Are you worried Taylor will out Katherine’s secret?” she asked.

Please. As if I didn’t worry enough about keeping Katherine safe. Besides, there was nothing wrong with trusting Taylor, until he gave me a reason not to.

Raquel took her hair tie out, making her hair fall below her shoulders. “I sometimes wonder how life got so complicated.”

“Me, too.”

“One thing at a time, though. I want this afternoon to go well,” she said.

* * * *

Raquel and I sat on the living room couch across from her parents—Mr. and Mrs. Buckley—hours later. A plate of cookies even rested on the middle of the mahogany living room table. We all had a teacup in front of us.

“What did you want to talk to us about, Raquel?” Mrs. Buckley grabbed a cookie and started eating it.